My New Job
Isn’t he precious? When he’s sweet, he’s Dr. John David……but then when you least expect it, he instantly transforms into Mr. Bobby…purple baby crying, and you’d better act fast. When I say my “new job”, don’t panic, thinking, “She could not possibly handle any new jobs right now.” Well, you’re right anyway, I can’t. I don’t really mean that kind of job though. I’m actually referring to the adjustment to school starting back. I have figured out why […]
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